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The Japanese military still refused to give up their fight in World War II. Harry S. Truman was the President of the United States of America. These two countries had been fighting for four years, and Truman was pressed with a decision to use one of the most massive bombs known. The American forces had already invaded Okinawa, and Iwo Jima, but the Japanese military had over 2 million soldiers. Americans had asked Japan to surrender, and if they refused it would result in destruction.
Throughout my whole life, my father has been an alcoholic. There have been times when he has tried to quit, but it never lasted for more than a few months. His addiction has brought on stressful times for my family. Some days we did not know where he was or if he was coming home. Although my father’s addiction might not have made the best childhood, he did show me the kind of person I did not want to be.
Returning to college has been an exciting and terrifying decision for me. My husband has encouraged me for 1-2 years, but my fear of failure overwhelmed me and kept me from pursuing my Bachelor’s Degree. I wasn’t even sure what I wanted to pursue. I’m now on this journey and ready for whatever it is that God has planned for me. I have worked hard encouraged my three kids as they transitioned their way through elementary school through middle school and on to high school and graduation.
I was raised in a single-parent household, by my mother, along with my brother. We were economically disadvantaged because mother’s salary was not sufficient to cover the entirety of expenses, or provide for additional needs. Furthermore, we did not have financial support from my father, because my parents were divorced. There were times when my mother gathered financial resources from other family members, and public assistance to pay for expenses such as clothing, food, and utilities. Fortunately, I was able to receive loans and grants to pay for my tuition, because my mother could not afford to.
Seeing her unhappy and unfulfilled made me determined to change the order that I make my choices in life. Don’t get me wrong, I want to have a family eventually. But instead of having a child first, like all of the women in my family before me, I want to complete my education and start my career. Family will come after. I would like to say that I figured this out on my own but my mom’s support and almost daily go-to lecture of, “I want you to be independent so you don’t have to depend on a man,” worked on me.
Before iI was adopted I was treated like crap. I was abused and was stuck in my room all the time. I could not come out. I was miserable. I would run away because I was afraid, but end up always getting caught by the police and put back in the home.
For most of my life, I felt like a stranger to everyone around me, including my family. It shouldn’t have been shocking; I was adopted. I cannot pinpoint the exact moment I knew that, because in a way I always knew. I am an Asian-American from South Korea, and I was brought into this country on August 4th, 1999. My adoptive parents refer to this day as my “Gotcha Day.”
Growing up with mental illness they called me crazy, annoying, and angry. They looked at me differently. They’d even talk about it amongst themselves, but never offered guidance. That’s the problem with society these days. Everyone loves a party, but no one wants to clean up the mess.
It took roughly five years for me to overcome my troubles and deal with the issues that had a hold on me, the “fruitful distinction that's the essential tool of social imagination” (Mills 2000:11). My troubles at that time were based on thinking that I needed a certain amount of money and a degree to before I could leave. Additionally, I had to deal with the fear of letting go of people who had a negative impact on my life (this turned out to be the hardest of my troubles). Most of my troubles and issues remained through my early motherhood stage, and they were never truly handled when I left. I was at a point in my life where I was tired of just being.
Overworked. That’s the closest word that I could use to describe this week. I feel like this journal is going to be about me just bickering, yet there is some stuff you might want to read about. First of all, I have been sleeping three hours this week because of upcoming midterms, quizzes, and assignments due. I am sleep deprived and mentally drained and as my second year in college I have never had my life drained out of my body like a passing shadow.
Becoming a Single Mother Becoming a single mother was one of the hardest things to do in my life. I was only nineteen years old and new to the world. I had just gotten out of a five year relationship when I met this guy on social media, a few weeks later we finally met in person. Fast-forward about four months later, I was still working as a manager at one of our local fast food restaurants and just wasn’t feeling the greatest. One of the employees suggested that I could be pregnant, I didn’t think that it was possible since I did my part and was on the Pill, and still currently taking it.
My essay is going to be about the day I gave birth to my daugther. Febubary 27,2015 will alwaysbe a day to remember for me. I woke and it was a regular day just waiting for my daugther to decide it was time to come out. i had went to starbucks with my sister , mom , and sister in law on my way back home i started feeling uncomfortable. We got back home and waited around.
Interdependence is where living organisms in a food chain/web rely on their environment and other organisms for survival purposes. The importance of interdependence in a food web/chain- Interdependence is very important as other organisms are relying on the next organism to be their food source, without interdependence, animals and plants would struggle to survive. What would happen if a certain plant or animal became extinct?
I am a middle child, yet I am not the yelling, screaming, dramatic kid who strives to get others’ attention. I am probably the only middle child in the world who doesn’t hunger for the spotlight to shine on them as they act in idiotic ways to gain scraps of validation. I remember the very day that I became a middle child. Up to my sixth year I lived as the youngest child, bathing in the attention of my father.
Becoming a father in my life was the best thing that has ever happened to me. Living for someone else and not just yourself is a special feeling. Knowing that it is your sole duties in life are now to love, provide, teach, mentor, discipline and love some more. I always hear people say “ Im don 't think I 'm ready to be a parent.” and to be honest I do not think anyone is ready to be a parent.
